She looks up at him with wide, teary eyes, her expression filled with gratitude and love. "I-I don't know what I'd do if you hadn't come along," she whispers shakily. "You saved me... from so much more than just the kidnappers." She hesitates for a moment before leaning forward, pressing her lips to his in a soft, sweet kiss.

Around them, the room falls silent as everyone watches this exchange, their expressions ranging from shock to understanding.

Jenny's eyes widen in shock as she pulls back from the kiss, glancing at her brother. She hadn't even considered this possibility; all she could think about was how much she wanted to be with Ray. "You can't be serious..." she whispers, barely able to believe what he's saying.

Her gaze shifts between Ray and her brother again before finally settling on her father. "What... are we going to do?" she asks him, her voice trembling.

Her words are barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "Stephen..." she whispers again, her voice thick with emotion. She reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, her fingertips trailing down his cheek and over his lips. The gesture is tender and intimate, leaving no doubt as to where her affections now lie.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "For giving me this...this chance to feel something real."

Her lips part willingly beneath his, their tongues dancing together in a slow, sweet rhythm. The kiss deepens as they explore each other's mouths, tasting and savoring the warmth and familiarity that has grown between them in such a short time. As the passion of their lovemaking gives way to this tender moment of connection, they begin to drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms like two halves of the same whole.